Primordial Ancient Serpent-Chapter 481: The Seal of the Prehistoric World Was Lifted, and the Changes of the Gods

Rumble~~

At the moment when Sanqing, Zhunti, Jieyin, and others achieved sanctification, the entire Prehistoric World trembled as if a hidden restriction had been triggered. A vast Taoist sound resonated throughout the heavens and myriad worlds.

"The Prehistoric World has produced eleven Saints. The conditions have been met, and the seal is gradually loosening."

"After one hundred million epochs, those below the Saints level may enter the Prehistoric World."

"After one trillion epochs, even Saints may enter."

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Waves of chaotic voices burst forth across the heavens and worlds, and for the first time, practitioners above the Quasi-Saint level—as well as the Gods themselves—heard these tumultuous murmurs.

In truth, this was the Forbidden Seal left behind by Gu Chuan. Once the necessary conditions were triggered, the seal would automatically release.

"Eleven Saints have emerged in the Prehistoric World? How could it happen so quickly?"

One God was astonished, for his calculations had predicted that it would take much longer for even nine Saints to appear. Yet now, not only had nine Saints appeared—the Prehistoric World had birthed eleven.

"According to reliable sources, the six disciples of the City Lord—Daode Tianzun, Yuanshi Tianzun, Lingbao Tianzun, Zhunti Daoren, Jieyin Daoren, and Nuwa—have all attained sanctification. Moreover, the Saint representing the five Prehistoric Races has also emerged," intoned a God King in a deep voice.

"Six of the eight disciples of the City Lord are now sanctified, and the speed is truly astonishing. I had expected them to take much longer to break through."

"This is only natural. After all, being a disciple of the City Lord is a great honor. Frankly, if one can become his disciple, even a pig could become a Saint."

"Nonetheless, the aptitude of the eight disciples is extraordinary—no less than that of us Chaos Demon Gods. Such achievements are to be expected."

Many Gods marveled at how swiftly Sanqing and the others had ascended to the Saint stage; among the geniuses in the inaugural Chaos Genius Battle, these few had been the first to attain sainthood. Meanwhile, other prodigies were still struggling within the realm of the Quasi-Saints.

"Enough discussion for now. What matters most is that the Prehistoric World has finally been unsealed."

A God King exclaimed with excitement, "You must understand that the Prehistoric World originally contained hundreds of thousands of Chaos Demon Gods. Together with the City Lord, they forged a super world—an ultimate sanctuary. Just imagine the countless secrets hidden within, and the abundance of cultivation resources it holds."

He clenched his fist and continued, "Indeed, over 100,000 Chaos Demon Gods have fallen within the Prehistoric World alone—not to mention the numerous God Kings. Their flesh and blood has merged with the earth and the Secret Realm, and their natal Magic Treasures have descended into this world. One can scarcely imagine how many Heavenly and Mortal Treasures lie hidden within."

One God spoke emotionally, "Moreover, the Prehistoric World has absorbed a Doom—the very first Doom to be vanquished in the Chaos Universe and the only one of its kind."

Another God King's eyes flashed with terror as he declared, "It is said that the power of this Doomsday has been assimilated into the Prehistoric World, becoming an intrinsic part of it. You must understand, the power of this Doomsday is unimaginably fearsome. Even the City Lord suffered greatly while annihilating most of the Chaos Demon Gods back then. One can only fathom the terror such power holds. Now that its essence has merged with the Prehistoric World, if we can enter and harness it, the benefits would be beyond measure."

Hearing this, the eyes of many Gods lit up. In particular, some ancient Chaos Demon Gods—who had witnessed the horrors of a Doomsday assault—knew all too well the peril of this power. Should they master it, who knows what heights they might attain—perhaps even reaching the same Realm as the Chaos City Lord. Such potential rewards were enough to stir every God into action.

"Furthermore, the City Lord has opened the Underworld within the Prehistoric World—a realm where the dead from all heavens and worlds reside."

One God King clenched his fist and declared, "I am certain that the City Lord has meticulously designed the Underworld, concealing secrets of immeasurable significance. Whoever unravels these mysteries will gain a decisive advantage."

Indeed, the secrets of the Prehistoric World lie not only in its status as the ultimate sanctuary but also in the fact that the City Lord has invested his utmost efforts into it. Its secrets are far from trivial—indeed, even the Gods are salivating at the mere thought of them.

Upon hearing this, many Gods found their eyes reddening with excitement, unable to contain the fervor rising in their hearts.

Soon after, these Gods reached out to their respective races and sects, summoning countless subordinates to a grand meeting. The unsealing of the Prehistoric World was destined to create a sensation throughout the heavens and worlds, altering their very order.

"Make sure to enter the Prehistoric World—this is a tremendous opportunity for our breakthrough," one God commanded his subordinates in a firm, unwavering tone.

He added, "After one hundred million epochs, beings perfected at the Quasi-Saint level may enter. For formidable entities like the Gods, however, unification will take a bit longer."

Another God murmured, "It's only a trillion epochs—a fleeting moment. After one hundred million epochs, first dispatch our disciples and protégés to secure a favorable position in the Prehistoric World, uncover its secrets, and inherit our legacy."

The God continued, "The Prehistoric World is shrouded in mystery, and its exploration is no simple feat. This time, all of us Gods begin from the same starting line, and we cannot afford to lag behind our rivals."

In other words, our Quasi-Saint masters must first venture into the Prehistoric World to assess the situation. Then, after one trillion epochs, our Gods will converge, enter the Prehistoric World, and sweep aside all obstacles.

"Yes, my lord, we will fight with our lives if necessary," came the resolute response.

Many subordinates nodded, aware that the opening of the Prehistoric World was not only a golden opportunity for the Gods but for all of them.

Clatter~~

In the blink of an eye, forces under the command of the Gods across the vast cosmos—countless powerful beings below the Saint level—set into motion. They began preparing myriad treasures, with plans to enter the Prehistoric World after one hundred million epochs.

For these cultivators, the Prehistoric World represents a brand-new, untapped continent, brimming with unimaginable treasures and resources.